Eruption
I’m living in a volcano,
Where the walls tremble and shake
With mighty roars,
And the ground crumbles
Beneath my feet,
And the lava is rising,
The heat is suffocating,
And I can hardly breathe,
My heart is burning
As the flames trap me beneath them,
The ash is choking me
As I inhale it,
Painfully,
I know,
As the lava rises to engulf me,
That the eruption will soon come to claim me.
This poem is about:
Me